Ghostly
It was sunny in Evesham at lunchtime, where I went on what proved to be a fruitless quest for a working air machine to top up my car tyres. But afterwards, as I worked my way cross-country towards Winchcombe, I … Continued
Frost and rime
Frozen grass for breakfast, anyone? R and I had tickets for an early Charlecote walk this morning, but the day dawned cold, dark, and foggy, the temperature was sub-zero, and the prospect wasn’t wholly enticing. However, having hauled ourselves reluctantly … Continued